them free, and he asked who had treated them in so evil
a manner.

'No sooner had you gone than a great giant came, and dealt with us as
you see, and carried off your wife and your two horses,' said the men.

'Then my eyes will not close nor will my head lay itself down till I
fetch my wife and horses home again,' answered he, and he stopped and
noted the tracks of the horses on the grass, and followed after them
till he arrived at the wood, when the darkness fell.

'I will sleep here,' he said to himself, 'but first I will make a fire,'
And he gathered together some twigs that were lying about, and then took
two dry sticks and rubbed them together till the fire came, and he sat
by it.

The twigs cracked and the flame blazed up, and a slim yellow dog pushed
through the bushes and laid his head on the king's knee, and the king
stroked his head.

'Wuf, wuf,' said the dog. 'Sore was the plight of thy wife and thy
horses when the giant drove them last night through the forest.'

'That is why I have come,' answered the king; and suddenly his heart
seemed to fail him and he felt that he could not go on.

'I cannot fight that giant,' he cried, looking at the dog with a white
face. 'I am afraid, let me turn homewards.'

'No, don't do that,' replied the dog. 'Eat and sleep, and I will watch
over you.' So the king ate and lay down, and slept till the sun waked
him.

'It is time for you to start on your way,' said the dog, 'and if danger
presses, call on me, and I will help you.'

'Farewell, then,' answered the king; 'I will not forget that promise,'
and on he went, and on, and on, till he reached a tall cliff with many
sticks lying about.

'It is almost night,' he thought; 'I will make a fire and rest,' and
thus he did, and when the flames blazed up, the hoary hawk of the grey
rock flew on to a bough above him.

'Sore was the plight of thy wife and thy horses when they passed here
with the giant,' said the hawk.

'Never shall I find them,' answered the king, 'and nothing shall I get
for all my trouble.'

'Oh, take heart,' replied the hawk; 'things are never so bad but what
they might be worse. Eat and sleep and I will watch thee,' and the
king did as he was bidden by the hawk, and by the morning he felt brave
again.

'Farewell,' said the bird, 'and if danger presses call to me, and I will
help you.'

On he walked, and on and on, till as dusk was falling he came to a great
river, and on the bank there were s